No matter how much she gauged Jaegar, it became increasingly clear that he was only at the level of an apprentice. Yet, the sheer raw power he exhibited at this level was staggering, far beyond what anyone should be capable of. She couldn't shake the thought—if Jaegar's abilities at the apprentice level could amount to such a destructive force, then what would happen once he reached the master level? Or worse, if he ascended even higher?
The very idea sent a chill down her spine.
Jaegar wasn't just strong—there was something unnatural about his power, something primal and dangerous. She had faced many powerful individuals before, those who could bend the elements to their will and who commanded respect and fear in equal measure.
But Jaegar? He was different. His strength was raw and unrefined, and yet there was a controlled chaos to it, as if he was holding back something far more terrifying than anyone could fathom.
